LeoI woke up and rubbed my eyes to see my mum dressed in a black dress stood above me.
"Cmon! It's 13:00! Get up and get dressed we need to go!" My mum shouted, "You can get food at the funeral." She strutted out of my bedroom, she seemed stressed out. Shit. It was Ben's funeral. My bed was so comfy and warm. But I got up anyway I couldn't miss my best friend's funeral. I groaned and got up and slowly walked over to my wardrobe to retrieve the suit my mum bought me the other day. I can't just turn up to a funeral in a t-shirt and jeans. I got dressed while crying a bit. I hope I can keep it together at the funeral. But it's a funeral so it doesn't really matter.When I walked through to the kitchen I asked my mum who was coming.
"Me,you,Becky, Ben's dad, a few of Ben's relatives who you don't know and I think that's it. Only a small one, don't worry. Sometimes funerals can have over 100 people, this one maybe has about, 15-20." She answered and hugged me.
"Okay." I sobbed. I asked her a series of questions, now she had calmed down and she was happy to answer any questions I had.
"Sit down and I will sort your bed hair out. You don't want to look like a wild child." She chuckled. It really wasn't that funny.
I sat down at the dining table and my mum started combing my hair.
"You've got lovely blonde hair. I used to be blond when I was your age but then I was stupid and died it brown, surely you've has some attention with girls, with all the good looks you've got." My mum said, it was just a classical mum moment wanting to know about my private life. The truth is no but I'm not gonna tell her that. I wouldn't tell her if it was the other way either. I went red thinking about that girl I saw at McDonalds. My mum never said anything more after that but just chuckled to herself and carried on doing my hair. I'm sure she knows something I don't about that girl I saw.Alyson
I sat him down to do his hair. Oh my god he is perfect. I'm surprised he's not always got girls with him
A/n I REALISE HOW WEIRD THIS SOUNDS AS A MUM SAYING THAT BUT I DONT MEAN SHE FINDS HIM ATTRACTIVE BUT SHE THINKS HES NICE FROM A MOTHERS POINT OF VIEW THIS WOMAN DOES NOT LIKE HER SON LIKE THAT. Don't ask why it's in caps I put everything in caps at this point.
Before I knew it 45 mins had gone and it was time to go to probably one of the worst days of both Leo's and my life.
"Okay darling time to go." I stroked his hair and kissed his head. He burst into tears. I really don't blame him. I wasn't going to shout at him he doesn't deserve it. I held his hand and helped him up to give him a hug.
"There there. Come on we are going to have to go. We can't miss this or you will regret it for the rest of your life." At this point I began to tear up to.Leo
When we left the house this whole thing started to feel real. I'm actually attending my best friend's funeral. The only people I will know is Becky and my mum.
"It would take us about 30 minutes to walk to the church so I have booked a taxi." My mum informed me, I'm glad we didn't have to walk far. We walked to the end of our road and the taxi was waiting for us. For the whole journey I clenched onto my mums hand trying with all my energy not to cry. My mum leant over and hugged me. I recognised the taxi driver, it was one of dad's old friends John, surely mum recognised him too.
"Isn't that John?" I whispered in her ear. She nodded. "Why don't you say hi?" I asked her, I liked John. She never answered though I left it at that because I didn't want to stress her out.
"This isn't the reason but he is also Becky's husband." She whispered very quietly, well I never knew that. I wonder if there's some drama from years ago and maybe that's why Becky and mum didn't speak for years.When we got to the church I got out the taxi mum thanked the driver. The small church was filled with people dressed in black. My mum immediately strutted over to Becky who was talking to Ben's dad. I had never met his dad before but he knew my mum.
"Now Alyson, who's this young man?" He asked,
"This is Leo my son, he was best friends with Ben." She answered. When I heard her say was friends with Ben it hit something inside me and caused me to leak a few tears.
"He is at the front at if you want to see him." Ben's dad said.
"What do you mean?" I asked confused, he's not alive.
"It's an open casket, darling. Do you want me to come with you?" Mum answered I think she was trying to get out of conversation with Ben's dad.
"I will come too." Becky said.I staggered down the middle of the seats. Preparing myself to see Ben. I turned round to my mum,this was my first funeral ever I didn't know what to expect.
"Will I actually see him, I mean Ben, the same person who got killed by the cars?" I cried, I knew the answer but I wanted a definite answer. She nodded in response. She looked like she was about to cry too. I got to the coffin. I collapsed to the floor and just cried, I tried not to be too loud in order to not disturb anyone but inside I didn't really care. Most people here were probably just here out of respect. There he was, his brown flat hair, paler than ever, eyes closed. He looked like a skeleton.
"What am I gonna do without you?" I cried quietly. To be honest I have already lived three weeks without him but it only feels real now. I touched his cold face. And just sat there a cried for a few minutes.
"Bye Ben, I love you." I murmured before standing up and crying into my mums shoulders.
"We should go and sit down, I think the funeral is starting." Becky said beginning to cry. I don't know why she is crying she didn't even know him. Well she's known me and my mum a while now.Ben's dad took the funeral. Everyone cried. After the main bit of the funeral (I liked this next bit) anyone who spent a lot of time with him went to the front of the church and shared a happy memory we had with him. It seems cringey but it was honestly really good, and made it into a happier experience, I'm not saying it made people happy Ben was gone but it turned it into a happier experience.
When the funeral finished we got a taxi home again. My mum was right I do feel better now I've officially said goodbye to him. Becky came home with us too. I like Becky. When we got home I just went straight to my room because I wanted to be alone.
"I think Leo and Lexi would get along." Becky said to my mum. Who the fuck is Lexi? I thought to myself. I never heard anymore about it but I want to know who she is. When Becky went home I immediately strutted through to the kitchen to ask my mum who she is.
"Someone is feeling better." She said.
"Who the fuck is Lexi?" I asked her,
"Erm language, she is Becky's daughter and she is the same age as you and she reckons you will get along and I think you will too." She replied. I never did get food at the funeral because I didn't want to talk to some random strangers and talk about Ben.
"What food is there?" I asked mum.
"I can make a sandwich if you like." She suggested, I asked her to make on then went back to my room. After that I just went to sleep.
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FanficWARNING CONTAINS: DRUG USAGE AND BAD LANGUAGE There is a boy at only 14 years old named Leo (based of Leonardo dicaprio). His friend named Ben becomes addicted to drugs and they only ever see each other when they do drugs. Everything was fine until...